I miss Herbie. He hasn’t been around much. The last few times I saw him, he looked sober and lucid, passing through the neighborhood like he was paying his respects. I hope he’s doing well and still finding time to beautify cardboard. That’s why when I saw these simple yet captivating paintings on cardboard, I [...]
Telling stories is easy. Attempting to contextualize the cultural significance of public art in a society who’s struggled to define itself through a century of historic sociological and political movements is difficult. Berlin is a city torn apart by wars, divided by politics and conquest, and ultimately rebuilt by an uncompromising demand for personal and [...]
San Francisco is ripe with amazing pieces of architectural and decorative art from the Victorian era. If you’re not paying attention you can pass right it right by while in transit. I was lucky enough to stumble on this wonderful stone barrier in front of a quaint Victorian residence along Grove Street at Laguna. Sometimes [...]
I stumbled on a blog that introduced me to a truly inspiring story of a woman named Edith Macefield who heroically refused to concede to what Trader Joe’s and corporate America mistakenly refer to as progress. Edith Macefield, 1921-2008: Ballard woman held her ground as change closed in around her Last week, owners and friends [...]
After almost a month of weekend rains relegating me to the local bar for hot totties and scotch, today’s clear skies finally offered me the opportunity to wander the aisles of my local flea market for treasures. During the course of my rummaging, I stumbled on these earnest childhood renderings of local football legends. For [...]
The origin of the term ventriloquist comes from the Latin word for “belly speaker.” Back in ye olden days anyone talented enough to produce sounds with their stomach were thought to be prophets, able to foretell the future by interpreting these sounds as the voices of deceased spirits, taking up habitation in the luxury condo [...]
I have a fascination with the lives of dead people. Or put more appropriately, I am fascinated with the collected story of people’s lives, pieced together from the scattered remains of letters, loose photos and the collected objects of their interests. I usually fantasize about who these people were, how they lived their lives and [...]
Students from a California high school art class were asked by their teacher to draw our presidential candidates from memory